Again, seven Winged Knights died on the spot, all killed with a single blow!
Liu Zhenhuan straightened the bent copper rod in his hand while keeping a sly and disdainful eye on his surroundings.
The head of that Fear Knight just now was really hard. Although it cracked open with one hit, Old Liu's copper rod was also smashed into a bow shape.
The Winged Knights shrunk back again!
This was simply impossible to continue fighting, going in one by one was no different from sending them to their death!
A clear whistle rang out from the palace balcony, and a Winged Magic Cavalry Knight could no longer repress himself. Unfolding four pairs of wings as black as ink, he gracefully circled over the city, landing lightly like a goose feather on the martial arts stage, silently and swiftly.
The entire city roared with a wave-like chorus of cheers, it seemed this Winged Knight was some kind of idol.